Jme's Poems!!!

Messed up

Messed Up

Sometimes the worlds hazy

I think I'm going to go crazy

The day starts out mild

but then it turns wild

Most of the time its bad

And I'm never glad

                 to be alive

Is life suppose to be this way

day after day

Cloudy and grey

I hear voices in my head

When I go to bed

It's the people of the dead

Sometimes I feel it

I know its there

and it likes to wear

             the face of death

I can't feel it whole

But I know

it wont go

It's a fantastic feeling

When your willing

To know it's killing

                  you inside

When you hide from the world